By: Khairi Janbek
Without you my life hangs by a thread
In your presence I lay the roses bed
Your absence is the thorny crown on my head
The truth is you plucked me from among the dead
I await the light which on me you shed
It's living in the shadow which I always dread
Not my ego which needs always to be fed
My heart and soul need your love instead
Who knows where all this is going to head
Our story neither the wise nor fools have read
A heart like mine which so profusely has bled
Because towards you only the Gods dared to tread.
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